Poverty makes me capable of anything.

They were not in a hurry and adopted a steady and methodical approach.

Correspondingly.

Melville, filled with resentment, also launched a counterattack against Enron.

A dozen virtual panels appeared in front of her, filled with complex data, but Melville didn't see them as anything special.

She manipulated the panel in front of her with the ease of a tentacle monster.

As green markers appeared on the panel, countless spatial ripples suddenly appeared in the starry sky.

Subspace transport!

brush brush --

In an instant, a massive, dark mass of mechanical troops surged out from the space tunnel that subsequently opened.

They huddled together, like a massive Zerg army about to launch an expedition; this was Melville's proud hive-like mechanical settlement force.

Like Enron, Melville is also a mechanic specializing in psionic dominance.

This made An Ran breathe a slight sigh of relief.

She's annoyed by those who work with virtual technology, especially Vesta, whose Reconstruction Ring nearly destroyed her psionic servant.

"Perfect timing to test my new mechanized army."

Anran's mechanical forces are all stored in the sealed chambers, and when they are retrieved, they don't have the same cool special effects as Melville's.

It was as if it had been placed there out of thin air, seemingly nothing special, but in Melville's eyes, it was quite extraordinary.

Where is her mechanized army hidden?

Before Melville could figure this out, she suddenly realized that the space around her was sealed off, and the subspace tunnels she had opened were forcibly closed.

Several mechanical warriors that had only emerged halfway were crushed into powder invisible to the naked eye.

Melville's face turned extremely ugly.

Before the fight even started, she suffered several hidden losses.

Doesn't this mean that her strength is inferior to An Ran's?

Melville gritted her teeth, then suddenly turned to Garner and said:

"I'll have the mechanical troops charge head-on, and you're responsible for using your mental powers to disrupt her control of the mechanical troops."

Ghana grinned.

What do you mean by interfering with her control of the mechanical forces?

He's clearly the main damage dealer!

"Just you wait and see."

Ghana laughed loudly and flew directly out of the command ship.

Melville shook his head.

Whatever, as long as Ghana doesn't betray us.

Amidst the light, Ghana stretched out his right arm to meet the countless beams of light flying towards him.

Invisible ripples began to spread outwards from his arm.

The arm is like an antenna.

At one moment, Ghana suddenly shouted: "The dichotomy of the mind!"

Suddenly, his mental energy formed a sharp blade, which flew away from Ghana's palm at an incredible speed and towards Anran in the distance.

This move is a lock-on attack; by the time An Ran sensed something was wrong, it was too late to avoid it.

hum!

A shock exploded in my mind.

You have suffered a mental shock and are now in a state of indecision.

Upon receiving the notification, An Ran did not hesitate to use her accumulated faith power to remove the mental debuff from her body.

But in that brief moment of hesitation, Melville had already sent her mechanical army to attack.

A large number of machines swarmed forward, leaving Anran's artillery formation with no room to maneuver, leaving only the psionic war puppet array with any fighting power.

"Oh."

Melville felt a surge of satisfaction as he watched his mechanized forces gain the upper hand.

If she hadn't still had half of her mechanical troops unsummoned, she could have torn An Ran's mechanical troops to shreds in one fell swoop.

"With a psychic being interfering, I'll see what you have to offer me!"

Melville was full of confidence.

Carlos couldn't help but nod in agreement.

The combination of a mechanic and a psychic was their solution to deal with Enron.

If you add him, a martial artist, to the mix, it will be a decisive victory!

Carlos flicked his robe, his martial arts energy blazing fiercely; he was ready.

Melville's vision blurred, and he saw Carlos rush out of the command ship.

She was in high spirits: "Once Carlos takes care of your psionic servants, you'll be all alone!"

At this point, Ghana launched another psychological attack on Anran.

With thousands of units of faith power remaining, Anran was not afraid of Ghana's minor skills at all.

But even though I'm not afraid, this thing is still annoying.

Every second wasted, a large portion of her mechanical troops would fall. Although she could reforge them using her domain skills, repeated use would still result in significant losses.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Although it was inconvenient for An Ran to use the newly completed Transcendent Divine Machine, there was no need for this trump card to be used in person to deal with these rulers whose levels did not exceed 215.

The Dimensional Secrets-oriented transcendental machine incorporates many dimensional technologies.

This includes dimension transmission technology.

Even if space is blocked, Anran can still transmit what she wants to send to any place in her field of vision by using a combination of dimensional increase and decrease.

And this time, what she's going to teleport is—

Ella!

Set off.

Behind An Ran, a dark shadow vanished into the void.

Immediately afterwards, Ella, who was already prepared, vanished.

When she reappeared, Ghana was laughing heartily in front of her.

The ability of psychic ability users to control mechanics is not absolute; they control the mechanics themselves, not the machines they control.

Strictly speaking, Ella is also a machine unaffected by Ghana.

"Try this trick again... Ah—"

Ghana's words were cut short by screams.

"You think you're so tough!"

Ella kicked Ghana in the butt, sending him tumbling hundreds of times.

She came with high hopes for An Ran, so naturally she had to make sure things went perfectly.

Without any warning.

Ghana thus fell into Ella's endless Euler.

With the aid of the Power Stone, Ella possesses inexhaustible strength.

Ghana tried desperately to dodge, but he was still beaten black and blue, with several fine cuts on the back of his right hand, from which blood flowed freely.

"The dichotomy of the mind!" Ghana shouted.

The blade, formed from concentrated spiritual energy, hurtled straight toward Ella.

Ella neither dodged nor evaded, but went straight through the mental blade.

Enveloped in purple ethereal power, Ella's waving arm lashed out at Ghana like a thorny vine.

"Are we going to break up or not?"

Despite her small stature, Ella struck Ghana's head with great force, leaving him dizzy and disoriented after just two blows.

"Oops."

In a daze, Ghana suddenly realized Ella's identity. He had also communicated with the Eternal Star Road before coming, so he naturally knew who An Ran's helpers were.

Mechanical Spirit Race!

This thing is a mechanical life form, it has no mental power, so it is not afraid of mental attacks at all.

As for telekinesis.

To fight a melee maniac using telekinesis, you'd have to be able to beat her first.

When Ghana was in trouble, Carlos's situation wasn't much better.

He stormed into the Exiled Empire's fleet, intending to take Anran head-on, but he hadn't flown far when he encountered a tall "mech".

"A psionic servant?"

Carlos's eyes gleamed with a burning fighting spirit.

But just as he was about to take action, one more, then two more, emerged from the side...

"..."

Carlos was stunned.

Before him appeared one psychic servant and nine lesser psychic servants.